Oven chips and chicken nuggets for dinner on Friday for
example. Catrice nail varnish in Penneys
for that injection of prettiness and Mister Husband doing the 1.30pm school run
for me.
Another example would be when Smallest Boy sees a stupid
magazine that costs a fiver and he zones in on it. Purely for the stupid piece of brightly
coloured plastic sellotaped to the front.
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| Actual stupid piece of plastic |
“Not today” is greeted with the beginnings of a very loud
public protest. To hell with mixed
messages. After all I didn’t say which
day he could have it – just not that day – and today is as good a day as any so
I give in.
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| Magazine that was never opened |
“Go one then. And don’t
tell the others.”
“Okay, Mammy. Thanks,
Mammy.” Sparkly milk teeth and a dimpled
smile flash at me. My
heart melts. My gorgeous boy.
“Wine, Mammy? You want
to buy some wine?”
“Don’t mind if I do.” and we both toddle out of the
supermarket with our treats.
See? An easy life
with one less problem. Wine will do
that. Every time.
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